But if I find out that it's put somebody out, I feel like crap about it and immediately apologize! I don't walk past the person I've inconvenienced with a smug look as if to accuse them of rushing my "method."

Maybe it's a neurosis of mine, but I've stood outside a room like that enough times that when I'm in there, I make as short work of it as I can, above and beyond it not being a pleasant task anyway. I worry there's a friend of mine standing outside the door with their baby's liquefied excrement dripping down their arm, as I've experienced.

I really don't think that's going above and beyond for my fellow man on my part. Wasn't that type of thinking once considered "common courtesy"???